Fighting, schoolmaster!
Chapter 4
Lu Xiaolai holds the skateboard in Song Fengya's arms and curls his mouth discontentedly: "what are you pulling me for? You're breathing."
"I... Wheeze, wheeze, it's ok..."
"It's all puffed up and said it's OK. Forget it. Let's go."
Song Fengya took a few breaths and followed Lu Xiaolai. She was afraid that her temperament would annoy zero sooner or later. She told him again, "you must not conflict with zero. He is now the dictator of Shengjing school. If you annoy him, you will not have a good time here."
Lu Xiaolai looked very serious when he saw his frowned face. Although he hated the word "dictator", he nodded: "OK, I see."
The sun in September is very hot. It's just before 9 am. Lu Xiaolai is sweating after a short walk.
She deposited her helmet and skateboard, took this exercise book as a fan and fanned hard. She and song Fengya walked into the classroom of class 103 one by one.
In the classroom, people who know and don't know are chatting. When the air conditioner is turned on to 22 ℃, it can't affect the hot indoor atmosphere at all.
Thank goodness, she's finally saved. She's dying of heat.
Lu Xiaolai lowered his sore arm and waved with song Fengya, looking for a seat separately.
There are 5 rows and 6 rows of seats for 30 students. Lu Xiaolai's seat is the fourth in the second row near the door, and song Fengya's seat is the second in the innermost row. Sitting in the front seat of Lu Xiaolai is a lovely girl with shoulder length, short hair and a bit of baby fat. She is talking to the girl next door. The back seat is a boy with a round inch head, and then back... Lu Xiaolai's eyes are all frozen, and the corners of his mouth are askew, so he can't laugh.
There, zero holds his cheek expressionless and reads a financial magazine.
Feel the strange attention ceremony, zero lift eyes, cold eyes from Lu Xiaolai's face swept by, let her shudder.
Lu Xiaolai pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed twice. He sat down on the seat with his neck stiff and straight.
Gu canzhao suddenly lost the mood to read the magazine. He closed the magazine and threw it forward. The magazine crossed the circle and smashed on Lu Xiaolai's skull.
Lu Xiaolai gives a "ouch" and protects the back of her head with both hands. She angrily stares at the boy in the back seat. However, she sees that the financial magazine that zero was reading just now. She says "ha ha" twice in her heart, steps on the magazine with one foot, pretends nothing happened and turns back to the front.
There is a black footprint on the white cover of the magazine.
Round cuntou picked up the magazine, wiped the footprints on it with his sleeve, and handed it back to zero's desk in both hands.
Gu canzhao gathered his eyes, picked up the magazine, pressed down his head and threw it straight at Lu Xiaolai.
Hearing the sound of the book splitting the air, Lu Xiaolai stood up and flashed to one side. Seeing that the book was about to hit the girl in the front seat, she quickly reached for the book and flew back.
Just a moment after Lu Xiaolai met the magazine's wrist, Gu canzhao picked out the scissors from the pen holder on the next row of students' desk. However, he scratched three lines in the air, and the financial magazine broke in an instant. Pieces of paper fell down and covered his head with a round inch.
It is better to destroy what has been stained. Whether it's people or things.
In the silence of the classroom, Gu canzhao stood up and narrowed his eyes dangerously, looking at the girl who dared to declare war on him. For him, resistance is a declaration of war. Those who declare war on him will only have one result.
"I... Wheeze, wheeze, it's ok..."
"It's all puffed up and said it's OK. Forget it. Let's go."
Song Fengya took a few breaths and followed Lu Xiaolai. She was afraid that her temperament would annoy zero sooner or later. She told him again, "you must not conflict with zero. He is now the dictator of Shengjing school. If you annoy him, you will not have a good time here."
Lu Xiaolai looked very serious when he saw his frowned face. Although he hated the word "dictator", he nodded: "OK, I see."
The sun in September is very hot. It's just before 9 am. Lu Xiaolai is sweating after a short walk.
She deposited her helmet and skateboard, took this exercise book as a fan and fanned hard. She and song Fengya walked into the classroom of class 103 one by one.
In the classroom, people who know and don't know are chatting. When the air conditioner is turned on to 22 ℃, it can't affect the hot indoor atmosphere at all.
Thank goodness, she's finally saved. She's dying of heat.
Lu Xiaolai lowered his sore arm and waved with song Fengya, looking for a seat separately.
There are 5 rows and 6 rows of seats for 30 students. Lu Xiaolai's seat is the fourth in the second row near the door, and song Fengya's seat is the second in the innermost row. Sitting in the front seat of Lu Xiaolai is a lovely girl with shoulder length, short hair and a bit of baby fat. She is talking to the girl next door. The back seat is a boy with a round inch head, and then back... Lu Xiaolai's eyes are all frozen, and the corners of his mouth are askew, so he can't laugh.
There, zero holds his cheek expressionless and reads a financial magazine.
Feel the strange attention ceremony, zero lift eyes, cold eyes from Lu Xiaolai's face swept by, let her shudder.
Lu Xiaolai pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed twice. He sat down on the seat with his neck stiff and straight.
Gu canzhao suddenly lost the mood to read the magazine. He closed the magazine and threw it forward. The magazine crossed the circle and smashed on Lu Xiaolai's skull.
Lu Xiaolai gives a "ouch" and protects the back of her head with both hands. She angrily stares at the boy in the back seat. However, she sees that the financial magazine that zero was reading just now. She says "ha ha" twice in her heart, steps on the magazine with one foot, pretends nothing happened and turns back to the front.
There is a black footprint on the white cover of the magazine.
Round cuntou picked up the magazine, wiped the footprints on it with his sleeve, and handed it back to zero's desk in both hands.
Gu canzhao gathered his eyes, picked up the magazine, pressed down his head and threw it straight at Lu Xiaolai.
Hearing the sound of the book splitting the air, Lu Xiaolai stood up and flashed to one side. Seeing that the book was about to hit the girl in the front seat, she quickly reached for the book and flew back.
Just a moment after Lu Xiaolai met the magazine's wrist, Gu canzhao picked out the scissors from the pen holder on the next row of students' desk. However, he scratched three lines in the air, and the financial magazine broke in an instant. Pieces of paper fell down and covered his head with a round inch.
It is better to destroy what has been stained. Whether it's people or things.
In the silence of the classroom, Gu canzhao stood up and narrowed his eyes dangerously, looking at the girl who dared to declare war on him. For him, resistance is a declaration of war. Those who declare war on him will only have one result.